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[stonethrow]

Who: gustave et al
Where: panorama for the most part
When: arrival & month of june
What: tdm continuations & catch-all

Warnings: spoilers for clair obscur noted on subject lines

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[virtuose]

[While Gustave's directions are helpful in keeping track of where things are, she couldn't help but roll her eyes every once in a while. She didn't like her had to be held literally and figuratively, especially knowing that she can pick all these up rather quickly.

However, whenever she opens her mouth, she finds herself hesitating and biting her tongue. Each time she is overcome by the urge to respond with a retort, she holds back, brushing it off if Gustave notices at any point.

Once they're at his apartment, she follows his lead until her eyes adjust to the dark, taking in as much as she could, given the circumstances.]

You couldn't have known we'd find each other. You're an engineer, not a mind-reader. [She says matter-of-factly.

Eventually she finds the bedroom, the barest of lights trickling in from the window. They've slept in much worse conditions in the continent. Having to share a bed was a luxury in comparison. But that doesn't stop her from slipping in and giving it a test, sitting on the edge.]

Ooh, a bit lumpy, isn't it? Maybe I should take the floor instead. [She's joking. Probably.]

[stonethrow]

( he's about to say something about the whole being an engineer, not a mind-reader, about how he should, regardless, be prepared for the unexpected. that's what he should always be, and yet—

instead, he grumbles to himself, crossing his arms. )

I'm sure I have seen une blatte or two on the floor.

( cockroaches.

without preamble, he joins her on the bed, does note that it's not the best mattress they could ask for, but it'll have to do, for now. perhaps he can find some cardboard, tighten it at the seams, make it less of a distraction when lying on it and trying to sleep. )

Hmm...

( thoughtful. )